Chapter 890: Oppressed
The bald-headed man had a life filled with countless killings, and his resolve was unyielding. However, upon encountering someone like Zhu Bufan who far exceeded common sense, he secretly felt alarmed, not knowing whether the task he had taken was right or wrong!
Just as his mind wavered slightly, the Zhu Bufan in his eyes transformed into a dark shadow, and in the blink of an eye, vanished from his sight.
"Not good!"
His heart suddenly clenched, and his entire body's nerves instantly tensed up.
Whoosh whoosh...
Two startling whoosh sounds suddenly arose from his right rear side. The intense presence made the pores all over his body stand up instantly. The bald-headed man didn't need to think twice; he could clearly guess that if he were struck by these two palms, he would certainly meet a fate with no hope for survival!
In that life-and-death moment, the bald-headed man's potential was fully unleashed. His body swiftly spun around, and he held his large sabre horizontally, using the back of the blade to meet Zhu Bufan's lethal strike.
In response, Zhu Bufan just slightly raised the corners of his mouth, offering a cruel sneer.
Boom... Thud...
Two figures collided swiftly, not holding each other off for even half a second, and then, with even faster speed, they shot backwards into opposite directions.
One of the figures, while retreating mid-air, scattered a series of blood trails, and this person was the rushed bald-headed man.
The injured bald-headed man, as he flew backwards, felt a forceful, endlessly lingering power surge violently into his body. The instant tremor even caused his internal organs, all the five viscera and the six bowels, to endure considerable damage. Blood spurted wildly from his mouth, but it wasn't dark; it was bright red! This was enough to prove that it wasn't blood stasis, but fresh blood spilled due to injuries from the overwhelming force!
What's more deadly was that the energy pouring into his body was like the raging waves of the ocean, one wave after another, each wave fiercer than the last, giving him no chance to catch his breath. When his legs finally hit the ground, he still spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, and the turmoil inside his body gradually calmed down.
On the other side, Zhu Bufan also felt an incredibly thick, steady force smashing into his body.
"The Eighth Rank Middle Stage Earth Technique is actually so fierce!…"
Kong Jie only felt as if every bone in his body, under this extremely forceful and domineering power, had also been shattered apart. A flash of shock crossed his eyes, but then he bit his teeth hard, forcibly sucked in a breath of Inner Qi, and while mid-air, managed to stabilize his center of gravity and shot toward the bald-headed man once more.
The bald-headed man had just settled the turmoil inside his body, not even having time to recondense his Inner Qi, when he looked up and involuntarily gasped in shock!...
Seeing that the young man seemed not to be exhausted at all, without even catching his breath, immediately lunged at him, rushing wildly toward him!
At this moment, the bald-headed man's liver and gallbladder trembled with fright, feeling death so very close.
"Elder Zhu, lend a hand now!"
Casting a glance at Zhu Yuheng, who was still standing by indifferently not far away, a fierce look flashed through the bald-headed man's eyes as he suddenly shouted out.
As if just coming back to his senses, a look of realization appeared on Zhu Yuheng's indifferent elderly face. Then he raised his left hand, where golden light continuously flashed. In an instant, a giant saber phantom formed on Zhu Yuheng's hand.
Realizing this scene, Zhu Bufan's gaze sharpened, noticing that the old man's conjured giant saber phantom was so realistic. Despite being far away, he could still feel the sharp Qi emitted by the giant saber.
"Slash!"
Without much delay, Zhu Yuheng spat out the word and made a slashing motion towards Zhu Bufan through the air.
The golden greatsword phantom detached from his palm, and although it dimmed and became somewhat blurred and distorted after shooting out from Zhu Yuheng's hand, the terrifying sound of it breaking through the air and the fierce Powerful Energy had already reached Zhu Bufan's senses first.
Such power, were it to actually strike Zhu Bufan, would split him in two on the spot!
A chilling intent and murderous aura shot from Zhu Yuheng's eyes, his greedy desire towards Zhu Bufan extinguished the moment Zhu Bufan demonstrated his Eighth Rank Middle Stage cultivation. No matter whether he was willing to admit it or not, the intent to kill rising from the bottom of his heart was only partially due to this mission, with the majority being fueled by jealousy.
"What a wonderful feeling it is to strangle a supreme genius with my own hands!" thought Zhu Yuheng with a twisted mentality, yet all that showed on his face was an extremely sinister cold smirk, his entire face as ugly as his warped mind!
A slightly blurred golden greatsword swung down ferociously, its speed so fast it was already before Zhu Bufan's eyes!
This moment was a matter of life and death!
Suppressing his desire to kill the bald man, Zhu Bufan's heart pounded like thunder. For the first time in his life, he felt the breath of death so near!
Yet, at such a critical juncture, Zhu Bufan's mental state remained unexpectedly calm! No panic, and there was no room for panic!
His eyes blazed, he clenched his teeth fiercely, his hand trembled, and from his chest came the sounds of a tsunami, a blue light attached to his palms, forming a blue Light Screen with all his Inner Qi, empowered by the Surging Wave Palm, bursting forth completely.
There...
Quickly, it proceeded to block the fiercely chopping golden greatsword!
"You can't block it!"
Zhu Yuheng's eyes brimmed with sharp light as he shouted fiercely. The greatsword phantom instantly landed on the blue Light Screen conjured by Zhu Bufan!
'Crack!'
A brief and crisp snap sounded abruptly from the blue Light Screen Zhu Bufan had formed, allowing Zhu Yuheng's golden greatsword to pause for less than half a moment! The Light Screen, instantly shattered!
"Boom!"
As the blue Light Screen broke, the massive phantom, unobstructed, chopped down once more with a more terrifying force.
Splurt...
So fast, Zhu Bufan didn't even manage to think of dodging, the greatsword fiercely cleaved onto his body.
Fortunately, Zhu Bufan managed to toss his head to the side at the last moment, narrowly avoiding a split head.
A massive wound over a foot long, starting from Zhu Bufan's left shoulder and sliding down to his abdomen, flesh torn dramatically.
Zhu Bufan looked down at his wound, feeling no pain, no despair, instead filled with relief.
Had it not been for the Body Training Technique of the Hanhai Tide Skill, which tempered his body far beyond ordinary people, had it not been for his understanding of the principles of the Surging Wave Palm, which allowed him to unleash several times his Inner Qi, had it not been for the Floating Snow Step Technique, perceiving the turbulence of the airflow, allowing him to avoid his head at the last moment...
Then he truly might have perished right there...
But before he could catch his breath, new dangers had already resurfaced.